As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1559: Martial Dao Will Ascends the Mountain to 10,000 Zhang, Pure Martial 100% Forges Martial Immortal Golden Body

Gu Qianchi’s skeletal face remained devoid of emotion, though the hand channeling Dao Yun into Zhao Beidou’s back was quietly pulled away.

Zhao Beidou felt the shift immediately; as a seasoned old fox, he knew Gu Qianchi was irritated by Xie Yushen’s blatant display of favoritism toward the Dragon Tiger Divine Sect.

While Zhao Beidou had hoped to lean on Gu Qianchi for his recovery, Xie Yushen yanked him aside. The State Preceptor began an intensive interrogation regarding the events within the Small Cave Heaven, demanding every specific detail of the bloody struggle against the Underworld Yama.

Zhao Beidou attempted to break the grip, cautious not to accidentally harm the seemingly delicate Xie Yushen. To his shock, however, he found he could not free his hand without applying actual force...

The State Preceptor...

Was truly enthusiastic.

Fine, they would talk first; in any case, these sorts of wounds were not going to mend in a day or two.

...

...

Buzz—!

The very fabric of the void shuddered.

Qian Yuan Divine Sect.

Outer Sect, Disciple City, Elder Court.

Inside the study.

The air twisted momentarily before a violent, turbulent surge erupted, nearly tearing the atmosphere apart.

Li Che’s figure materialized, emerging from the instantaneous distortion of space.

He wore the Yama Mask, his body wreathed in golden Qi-blood. Though he was covered in savage injuries, every single wound had already formed a thick scab.

Above him, the Heaven and Earth chessboard was draped across the study ceiling.

It ensured the room was hermetically sealed, preventing even the faintest trace of his presence from leaking out.

Bang bang bang bang—

Dull echoes rang out continuously as a vortex of Qi-blood hammered against the air, exploding in sharp crackles.

After a moment, the turbulent aura surrounding Li Che finally began to settle.

Taking off the Yama Mask, Li Che’s skeleton and muscles popped and crackled. His Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit pulsed, activating the Slumbering Dragon Elephant to restore the equilibrium of his Qi-blood.

He changed into a fresh, neat black shirt that his wife, Zhang Ya, had embroidered with a golden lotus. Sitting down, he poured a cup of steaming tea and drained it in a single gulp.

He let out a slow, heavy breath.

Li Che’s eyes shone with intensity, his thick, dark hair snapping with static against the air.

He felt a flicker of regret for failing to slay the Divine Tribulation Cultivator this time.

But the feeling wasn't overwhelming.

Within his mind, the Heaven and Earth chessboard seemed to revolve, replaying the images of the conflict over and over.

"In truth, I possessed the opportunity to kill Zhao Beidou during that clash. Even though I was forced to detonate my Eight Extraordinary Meridians and the Eighth Qimen Immortal Seed—and failed to even complete the detonation—the power I harnessed had truly reached the level of a Martial God!"

"Furthermore, the Immortal Seed's strength... it surpassed my wildest guesses. It is far more potent than a Divine Seed, and the explosive force is significantly greater!"

"The Qilin Suppressing Seal... despite only being at the entry-level and me being unable to fully form the seal, a single strike under the Qilin Suppressing Void managed to tunnel right through Zhao Beidou’s physical form!"

"It is a pity that Mo City took the initial brunt of Zhao Beidou’s assault. Combined with the shockwave of my own Eight Extraordinary Meridians detonating, it eventually reached its limit, shattered spectacularly, and shifted into self-repair mode."

Li Che’s gaze flickered.

This was not his first time witnessing Mo City’s self-repair process.

Now that his 'Fruit of the Heavenly Dao from Within the Painting' had reached level 6, the speed at which Mo City repaired itself was vastly superior to before.

"To be honest... even if Mo City hadn't broken, it likely couldn't have sustained the impact of a second strike."

Li Che shook his head; even with the awakening of his second Dominator Avatar...

Mo City had reached its breaking point.

While the Dominator Avatar is the one that technically receives the damage, it functions more as a bridge; the injuries Li Che sustains are actually diverted to Mo City.

"In the end... my Martial Arts Realm remains too low."

He exhaled a breath of stale air.

He knew his limits perfectly. Had his Martial Cultivation been higher and his Pure Martial Purity more refined, allowing for the total detonation of the Eighth Qimen Immortal Seed...

Zhao Beidou would be a corpse right now.

Taking everything into account, Li Che was satisfied. At the very least, he had established a clear benchmark for his current combat strength.

"If Mo City were at its peak, it could have supported two of my punches. With two strikes, Zhao Beidou would have died!"

If one punch isn't enough, you just throw another...

For a Martial Artist, it’s that simple!

Additionally, there was another concern: killing Zhao Beidou at this moment...

Would not guarantee a successful Soul Capturing!

The primary issue was the massive gap between their cultivation levels.

Although Li Che possessed immense combat power, his actual Martial Path Realm and Divinity Realm were still lagging behind.

Soul Capturing has its own requirements; a vast disparity in realm can lead to failure.

For instance, those at the Half-step Martial God or Half-step Divine Tribulation stages—though they are only a hair's breadth from the God Realm—are technically still within the Martial Saint or Divine Fetus stages.

Because they share the same major realm as Li Che, Soul Capturing is a simple matter.

However, someone at the Divine Tribulation level is far beyond his current standing.

If Li Che were to advance to the Martial Saint Four Transformations and reach the Absolute Peak Level, the gap between him and a Divine Tribulation cultivator would be reduced to a minor realm...

Then, the probability of successful Soul Capturing would be high.

Otherwise, if the Soul Capturing failed... wasting a Divine Tribulation soul would be a source of profound regret for Li Che.

"Hmph, I'll just let Zhao Beidou keep his life for a while longer."

Li Che allowed himself a small, faint smile.

With Zhao Beidou so gravely wounded...

Taking his life would be as simple as reaching into a bag to grab something.

After all, during their clash, Li Che had habitually planted a white chess piece on Zhao Beidou’s person.

"With Xie Yushen keeping Zhao Beidou pinned down... as long as he doesn't run—and honestly, even if he does—he is already a dead man."

After calculating the odds and confirming that Zhao Beidou was essentially a pig waiting for the butcher's knife, Li Che’s tension finally evaporated.